It seems that everywhere we tune in at the moment we are bombarded with fierce rhetoric. So much unrest. So much heartache being endured by innocent people caught up in wars they didn’t want. Loved ones separated and lives torn apart. So many harsh actions and words, seemingly with no give and take. So much about ownership whilst people are ending up with nothing at all.
I like to think that there are people out there willing to be humble and to talk willingly without agenda. Most people just want the chance to enjoy the small things in life. The important things, like taking a peaceful walk in the sunshine.
‘We do not need guns and bombs to bring peace, we need love and compassion',’ Mother Teresa.’
I pull down the blind and with that I hope for peace of mind. Perhaps the world will talk some sense as I sleep, and dispense some peace and recompense. Madness, how can you be so ugly when all the moon wants to do is shine?
Notes From Dove Lane 